So my shaver died while I was trimming...ya know. And now it is half way done. I don't think there's currently any aesthetic in keeping it this way...
After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
You kept calling me your small dog last night.
The Firefighter Games are going to be in Tampa the same weekend I am. I think God is answering my vagina's prayers.
I decided to follow my clitoris instead of my heart.
After walking in on us in the living room, he still insisted that he slept in my bed with me afterwards.
What happened to "I wouldnt even touch her with a ten foot pole"?
Her vagina devoured it.
There's a lady here with a big bag of dildos. I'm not sure that's appropriate bar baggage but, I like her style
Well, our assistant supervisor caught us on the back stairs...he invited us on a double date with his fiance and him. I guess our job approves of the relationship?
that's the second time I've left that bar and slept with the person that's driven my car. thank god I don't take cabs..
His encouragement of my recreational drug use is the backbone of our nonrelationship. That, and rough animal sex and loud music.
AHHHHHHHHH. I LEFT A GLASS NEXT TO ME WHEN I FELL ASLEEP I'M SO SURE IT WAS WATER BUT NOW IT'S VODKA JESUS MADE A STOP
she just kept pointing at the cows and calling them field penguins
Went home last night with that hot British guy. Sounded like I was f-ing in a Harry Potter movie.
I don't want to just hook up with random dudes. I've had enough bad sex to know that it's not worth hooking up with strangers
It's not?
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